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camelclutchfan · 1 year

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This is how to soften up a jobber

#punishment #pro wrestling #jobber #wrestling #hard fist #cheap shot

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burlveneer-music · 9 months

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VA - Hard First - Cosmic Terroir #2 - new electronica comp with 9 artists, including Anatolian Weapons. Comes with beer?

Hard Fist takes off for a cosmic trip. Experimental and immersive, Hard Fist is a collective work made up of a group of artists advocating for an uninhibited approach of dance music. Crossing ages and borders, Hard Fist is an alchemical concoction of percussion, acid and global sounds from Middle-Eastern, African, Asian, and European countries. In partnership with Brasserie de Clémery. 33cl bottle (5,6°) / 6 pack Cosmic Terroir, a leavened beer with the label sounds, a little soaring, a little acid, like the music. First, three cereals - rye, spelt and barley - for a yeast that rises, stretches and relaxes over a slow, psychedelic tempo. Then hops for a peppery note, a rhythmic, intoxicating spiciness. Finally, wild herbs, the secret aromatic touch of the magic potion. On the QR code side, an album with the same adventurous, unbridled tones - to be listened to without moderation. Based in Nancy, Brasserie de Clémery draws its inspiration from both German brewing traditions and the organoleptic revolution of the craft brewing movement. All their beers are brewed and produced on site, with an emphasis on human scale, quality and short supply chains. They see tradition as a fundamental foundation, and experimentation as a necessary pleasure. And it works: in April 2023, one of their beers was named best beer in the world!

#various artists #compilation #hard fist #2023 #france #electronic #Bandcamp

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disease · 2 years

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THOMASS JACKSON & THEUS MAGO EL VENAO | EL VENAO EP, 2022

#audio #thomass jackson #theus mago #acid house #tribal #techno #hard fist #el venao #electronic #music

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sagichus · 8 months

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(HARD FIST)

#SoundCloud #music #HARD FIST

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aleygarcia · 11 months

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REPHRASE 2023 VVAA

Hard Físt

1.- Chimo Bayo - Asi Me Gusta a Mi (Leonor edit)

2.- Robert Görl - Repeat The Beat (Tushen Raï edit)

3.- Twilight 22 - Electric Kingdom (Gael Gael edit)

4.- Djalti - Ghir N'Ti (Dacou edit)

February 2, 2023

#hard fist #bandcamp

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ghostbsuter · 6 months

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"I can see dead people." He mentions with a shrug, using the chopsticks to fish more noodles into his mouth.

Dick stares at him. "Huh."

"Is that why you help?" He asks, getting more spring rolls.

"Yeah. Once someone becomes a ghost, word gets out quick, and they come to me. Always tatling about unfairness and justice." The kid waves the words around, rolling his eyes.

Dick just pretens to he uninterested, despite his mind racing at the new info. He is piecing past moments together, every shadow leaping away, every note with tips, leads and—

Huh.

"Do you... like it? Doing all that?" Richard approaches thus carefully, brows furrowed at the kid opposite of him.

Danny moves his head, giving a 'so-so' answer. "It's not much to like, I can see ghosts, and they know it and use it. If it brings them to peace or whatever– well, that's just a plus."

Dick stares. He places his chopsticks down and looks at Danny worried.

In turn, the kid sighs. "Sometimes gifts become curses the longer you have it."

And Dick understands.

Mind made up, he throws a pair of keys at the kid, watching fondly as the other catches them with confusion.

"Next time use these, instead of entering through the window."

Danny mock-salutes with a shit eating grin. "Yes, Officer grayson."

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #fic prompt #writing prompt #dc x dp prompt #dick really got a kid now huh #dick: oh wow how did you get in here #danny: *fist down a cereal box and cheeks syuffed full eith food* wdym #he annoys dick during his police hours #he doesnt even blink twice when he later catches him tyring to sneak in as nightwing #dick got the most chill kid ever #dick telling bruce of how easy danny is: :D #dick then finding out about every horrifying and downright traumatic wvent in ddannys past: D:#hes calling connie raven and black canary #for the ghosts and much needed therapy #dick abt danny: what a good kid!#dick abt danny after: oh god youre traumatsied #he's parenting so hard he should get an award #tbf danny gives him a makeshift trophy with “best officer pops.ever” in glittery pen

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noxcheshire · 30 days

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Back at it again with my Danny is mom coded au’s, but this time it’s because of Clockwork that he suddenly has a whole ass teenage kid.

Clockwork had been bored or maybe he was playing a game against an opponent, or even lost a bet, whatever it was, he stepped in right as Jason was searching for his biological mother.

The DNA that would have registered itself as one Sheila Haywood, confirming Jason’s mother, glitched a terrible green across the screens of the batcomputer.

In those few moments of chaos Jason’s heart beat rapidly as he tried to figure out why the computer wasn’t working, wondering if his only chance to find his mom — his blood mom — would never find success.

Then as suddenly as things went wrong the DNA settled and pinged.

Jason watched, his chest tight, as one Danny C. Works, formerly Danny Fenton appeared onto the big screen.

Danny looked a lot like Jason, short cut black hair more straight than the subtle curls of Jason’s own; deep blue eyes, tired in a way that spoke of long days and nights, but with a warm happiness that made the familiar smile — the one Jason would see on himself every time he looked into the mirror — even more striking.

Jason didn’t linger too long on the male identifying gender, nor the fact his mom leaned more towards a masculine name or clothing.

There were plenty of male to female, and female to male leaning individuals that lived in Crime Alley. He had seen it enough to not even bat an eye at it, even now. After all, in Gotham you minded your business least you find yourself in business you can’t leave.

On a different monitor information of Danny C. Works piled for Jason to quickly browse through.

Danny was a senior engineer, no intimate relationships, and with no close connections to family outside of the tentative calls from Jasmine Fenton.

Danny was estranged from Jack and Madeline Fenton, a falling out that had occurred just a little before Danny’s high school graduation. If Jason calculated it correctly that would have been — around the season Jason himself would have been born.

Okay, so no grandparents then but I might have a maybe aunt. Jason scrolled further and stilled.

Twin toddlers: Dante and Danielle Works.

Jason had baby siblings.

He doesn’t let the sting of younger siblings consume him, doesn’t allow the whispering thoughts of why he had been given up when his younger siblings had been kept and so very obviously loved.

Jason took deep breathes, he didn’t have time to linger here. He had a family to get to, and a family he would get to.

It took almost all night to reach, the starlight night sky slowly and surely fading into cloudy wine as the sun rose, but Jason made it.

And when the door opened to his hesitant but firm knock, Jason was unable to speak. His mom — dad, maybe? Did they want to be mom or dad? — stood in the doorway, brows furrowed in confusion.

It was when Danny spoke his vigilante name did Jason only just realize that he was still dressed to the nine’s in his Robin costume.